Chapter 67

But before he finished, Lu Zijia smiled and said, "do you want to ask about your wife?"

The driver uncle was more excited and nodded hurriedly, "yes, yes, master, you are really God. You already know it before I say it."

Compared with the driver's uncle's belief in Lu Zijia, the people around him think they are a group.

How else is it possible that Lu Zijia knows when the driver uncle hasn't said what to ask?

I'm afraid a capable master of Taoism can't do this, can he?

In addition, the driver's uncle's "exaggerated" performance has convinced everyone that the two are together.

Uncle driver doesn't know what the passers-by think. Now he is more convinced that Lu Zijia is a living immortal.

"Master, my wife, she..."

His wife was unconscious after she was sent to the hospital yesterday. The hospital also found out that his wife had cancer, but fortunately it was early stage. As long as the operation is done, there is a great chance that she will be fine.

The bad thing is that surgery requires a lot of money. He has borrowed all the money he can borrow, but he is still more than half short.

He will appear in Lingde street, which is the Lingde street where he happens to borrow money from a friend.

Although the driver's uncle looked sad at the moment, his eyebrows were still somewhat gray.

But Lu Zijia saw a faint halo from him. Obviously, there will be noble people after the disaster.

"Your family's ancestors went back several generations. Should you be a rich family? It is also a famous charity home. "

Lu Zijia's answer was irrelevant and suddenly changed the topic.

Although the driver uncle was confused, he answered honestly, "yes, I heard from my grandfather that my grandfather's generation was still rich.

Unfortunately, my grandfather's father became addicted to gambling and finally lost all his family property, so that the whole family broke up. "

Suddenly, the driver's uncle was surprised and reacted, "master, how do you know?"

He remembered that although he liked to chat with the guests in his taxi, he never said anything about his family.

So, does the master really just look at his face?

Thinking of this possibility, the driver uncle couldn't help but bow down to Lu Zijia with his hands folded, with respect on his face.

If he wasn't afraid of scaring the master, he would like to buy some large incense and worship the master.

Lu Zijia puffed at the corners of his mouth, ignoring the driver's uncle's behavior from time to time, and said, "you should thank your grandparents for being a charity home and accumulating a lot of blessings.

So that your grandparents and grandchildren have been stained with a lot of good news, but don't do bad things here, otherwise the good news will become bad news. "

Lu Zijia didn't say how she knew, but reminded the driver uncle.

The driver uncle naturally repeatedly should be, but, "master, my wife, she..."

Now what he is most worried about is not his blessing, whether he can make him rich and prosperous for the rest of his life, but whether his wife can survive this disaster.

Lu Zijia gave him a positive answer this time, "don't worry, your wife will be fine soon with the help of noble people."

The noble man of the driver's uncle's wife is also bought by the driver's uncle with his life.

But Lu Zijia didn't say that.

When he got the exact answer, the driver's uncle immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then thanked him with gratitude. Obviously, he believed Lu Zijia's words.